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SCENA QVINTA.
And.Disloyal to our Hymniall rites,
What raging heat rains in thy strūpet blood?
Hast thou so soone forgot Andrugio?
Are our loue-bands so quickly cancelled?
Where liues thy plighted faith vnto this breast?
O weake Marya! Go to, calme thy feares.
I pardon thee, poore soule, O shed no teares,
Thy sexe is weake. That black incarnate fiende
May trippe thy faith, that hath orethrowne my life:
I was impoyson'd by Piero's hand.
Ioyne with my sonne, to bend vp straind reuenge.
Maintaine a seeming fauour to his suite,
Till time may forme our vengeance absolute.
Enter Antonio, his armes bloody: a torch and a poniard.
An.
See, vnamaz'd, I will beholde thy face,
Outstare the terror of thy grimme aspect,
Daring the horred'st obiect of the night.
Looke how I smoake in blood, reeking the steame
In the tryumphant chariot of reuenge.
Me thinks I am all ayre, and feele no waight
Of humane dirt clogge. This is Iulios bloode.
Rich musique, father; this is Iulio's blood.
Why liues that mother?
And.
Pardon ignorance. Fly deare Antonio:
Once more assume disguise, and dog the Court
In fained habit, till Piero's blood
May euen ore-flowe the brimme of full reuenge.
Exit Antonio.
Peace, and all blessed fortunes to you both.
Fly thou from Court, be pearelesse in reuenge:
Sleepe thou in rest, loe here I close thy couch.
Exit Maria to her bed, Andrugio drawing the Curtaines.
And now yee sootie coursers of the night,
Hurrie your chariot into hels black wombe.
Darkenesse, make flight; Graues, eat your dead again:
Let's repossesse our shrowdes. Why lags delay?
Mount sparkling brightnesse, giue the world his day.
Exit Andrugio.
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